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DayVampyre · 04-19-2003, 06:13 PM

Crystwen listened to the conversation to the travelers. "A Candle?" She thought, "They stuck a candle in the door?" As she heard the footsteps trail off into the distance she rubbed the back of her neck. That shove had defintly put a bruise into the back of it. Crystwen put her ear to the door, but she could hear nothing. Time to move. Crystwen took out a dagger and slipped it between the door and the wall and underneath the wax candle. With one great upward motion the knife moved swiftly and cut through the candle. She pulled the knife back in and slipped it back into its sheath. Slowly Crystwen stepped out of the room and ito the hall. The group was not far ahead, she could barely make out the path they had taken. Slipping in and out of the dark recesses of the corridor, Crystwen follwed them,shadowing their every step. They intrigued her, especially the elf. They seemed to be heading for the library. Snaking off to a hidden Passage, Crystwen headed them off and arrived a few minutes ahead of them, watching them as they entered into the library, from the upper balcony.

One of them picked up a old book and commented on a fact that everyone seemed to already know. Crystwen silently strung her bow and took careful aim.

shwzing

The arrow flew from her fingertips and down toward Arethin. It did not pierce him, but struck the book and it fell from his hands. It hit the floor and the sound reverberated through the library. Retailation was almost immediate. Crystwen readied another arrow

shwzing

This arrow was not acting as an alarm, this struck flesh. The back of Jadae right leg recieved the arrow's bite. Crystwen put away her bow and and this time redrew her sword. Leaping over the railing and down to the main level, she raced over to a statue of an Elven Lord and pulled a hidden catch on the stone figure's cloak. The statue gave a great shudder as shifted off its supports. The stone gollem lurched foward and raised its stone sword. The group seemed to gape at the immposible possiblity. The rock warrior continued foward determined to purge his library...

[ May 24, 2003: Message edited by: DayVampyre ]

04-19-2003, 06:13 PM	#86
DayVampyre Wight Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: With Gambit, ambushing VanimaEdhel, most likely Posts: 117	Crystwen listened to the conversation to the travelers. "A Candle?" She thought, "They stuck a candle in the door?" As she heard the footsteps trail off into the distance she rubbed the back of her neck. That shove had defintly put a bruise into the back of it. Crystwen put her ear to the door, but she could hear nothing. Time to move. Crystwen took out a dagger and slipped it between the door and the wall and underneath the wax candle. With one great upward motion the knife moved swiftly and cut through the candle. She pulled the knife back in and slipped it back into its sheath. Slowly Crystwen stepped out of the room and ito the hall. The group was not far ahead, she could barely make out the path they had taken. Slipping in and out of the dark recesses of the corridor, Crystwen follwed them,shadowing their every step. They intrigued her, especially the elf. They seemed to be heading for the library. Snaking off to a hidden Passage, Crystwen headed them off and arrived a few minutes ahead of them, watching them as they entered into the library, from the upper balcony. One of them picked up a old book and commented on a fact that everyone seemed to already know. Crystwen silently strung her bow and took careful aim. shwzing The arrow flew from her fingertips and down toward Arethin. It did not pierce him, but struck the book and it fell from his hands. It hit the floor and the sound reverberated through the library. Retailation was almost immediate. Crystwen readied another arrow shwzing This arrow was not acting as an alarm, this struck flesh. The back of Jadae right leg recieved the arrow's bite. Crystwen put away her bow and and this time redrew her sword. Leaping over the railing and down to the main level, she raced over to a statue of an Elven Lord and pulled a hidden catch on the stone figure's cloak. The statue gave a great shudder as shifted off its supports. The stone gollem lurched foward and raised its stone sword. The group seemed to gape at the immposible possiblity. The rock warrior continued foward determined to purge his library... [ May 24, 2003: Message edited by: DayVampyre ] __________________ ~~Your finger hired the crew? ~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.